A/N: I have no idea where this is coming from, so stick with me. I thought about making this a l/j romance, but it didn't work out. I am still continuing my other story; I am just having a little writer's block. This first chapter is not like the story, its just Hermione telling explaining some things. The story will be switched PoV after this chapter. Happy reading!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Why must you make me say that time after time? -breaks out in tears-

Chapter I: Tiny Little Words

I was of course shocked when they told me. Who would imagine such a thing could be possible. True, every child dreams it would happen; though their hopes vanished as soon as they had enough sense to know better. Yet, I had no chance to let go of those dreams, for they came true before I was old enough to finally say goodbye to those childish hopes.

It's amazing how just a couple tiny little words could turn your world inside out and upside down. When I first heard, I didn't believe them. Then they proved it to me. I certainly believe what they told me now!

Are you wondering what they told me? Are you anxious to find out what those tiny little words were? If you are, great! If your not, then you should exit out of this and go read one of those easy to figure out plot stories that I love to read.

For those of you who stayed, good for you. Those tiny little words were, honey we're magic. Oh, and, we are heirs to the throne of Britian.

Ya. My jaw dropped too when I heard that. At first, I thought it was a joke like one of those bad ones that the guys on TV tell. But their expressions didn't change, and I finally believed them.

My parents were both born into a wealthy pureblood family. Big supports of You-Know-Who. My parents met fell in love, and decided never to follow in their parent's footsteps. Of course, their parents were furious. They disowned them, and told Voledemort. He was also furious. So they went into hiding. Taking different names, changing their features, and becoming dentists, they started a new life as Anne and Jerry Granger. (I have no idea what their names are, so I made some up!) Now, their parents are dead, so they soon will inherit the throne.

Now, you may ask, why was I so upset when Malfoy called me a mudblood? Because it wasn't true, and he knew it. He knew what I was. You see, after they went into hiding, they still kept contact with a few close friends. One of those friends, was Narcissa Malfoy.

After I was born, my parents and her had a "wonderful" idea. Draco and I would spend time with each other each summer, in hopes we would fall in love. A very dumb idea if you ask me. Of course, Lucius knew nothing of this arrangement. So, that day, when my parents told me about their 'past', was the day when they shipped me off to the Malfoy Manor to spend the summer there. That was the summer right before school. The summer I met Draco Malfoy.

We hated each other. He looks conceited, was the first thought that ran through my head. I hated the way his mom made him kiss my hand. After we were introduced, I ran to the bathroom and scrubbed my hand a million times. I still think it never truly came off.

Every summer I would go, even though he was so mean to me at school. The again, he was mean to me during the summer. I didn't mind though. I flirted with a few guards and read. Oh, and I would always win at cards. At first, I tired to follow him and that little friend of his, Blaise, around. I gave up, and stuck to my books.

So, after our sixth year, my parents picked me up at the station, and we went straight to the Malfoy Manor. I had not seen him all year, but I was not complaining. They had to drag me in, I did not want to go at all. I've got bruises with their fingerprints. Why can't they just leave me alone? I could do so much better than him. He's so immature.

I walked through the door, and was instantly greeted by Narcissa. She offered me tea and bisquits, for which I disinclined politely. I just wanted to go to the library, and start on my summer reading.

"Draco is in the library," she told me. Great, the one place I want to be is the one place he is.

"I'll go find him then." I said with a fake smile on my face. I took my sweet time walking up the stairs. I made a detour to my room. It looked different for some reason. It used to be red and black, with pictures of lions (for Gryfindor of course) and red and gold silk satin sheets. Now it was green, with black polka dots and the sheets were silver. There were no more pictures of lions, but the room still oddly felt like home. I wondered who could have done this and made a mental note to ask Cissa later.

Walking as slow as a turtle, I made my way to the library. He was over in the corner reading something. I sat down in a chair and pulled a book off the shelves, wondering when he would notice I came in. After about five minutes, he turned around.

As he turned around, the world seemed to stopped. His white blond hair fell delicately over his steel grey eyes. His smile made my knees buckle. He looked different, older in some way. Its like I saw inside of him. And when I did, all my doubts were gone.

(Draco's PoV for a minute)

Oh my god. She is beautiful. If I believed at love at first sight, then I would be head over heals right now. But I don't, so I'm not. But man, is she gorgeous. She started out as such an ugly duckling, and then suddenly became a swan. I am truly amazed.

(Back to hers)

I slowly walked over and curtsied. He bowed and took my hand and kissed it. This time, it made my heart melt. He leaned down, (for he was a good five inches taller than me), and kissed my cheek.

"Do you like the room?" he whispered in my ear.

"You did that?" I asked, unable to believe, yet shocked at the fact that someone so mean could create something so beautiful.

"I went home the last part of school and I was bored. Your room was so... ugh" he shook his head in disgust. He needn't finish the sentence. "I had to change it. Do you like it?"

"Like it? I love it!" I leaped into his arms. This startled him a bit, but he soon relaxed. I knew he was not the selfish little ferret I once knew him as. This was going to be an interesting summer.

A/N: I hope you liked it! I should be updating again soon, for this story is just rolling off my fingers. (Cheesy I know.) Happy REVIEWING!